rich and powerful woman

Chapter 613 The End of the Yan Family (2)
Not to mention the mysterious red sandalwood box, Yan Yanxi couldn't imagine how a wife who claimed to be an orphan could have such a clever mind, and her level of wit and scheming was even better than that of him who had been struggling all the way through the officialdom. The big men who fight must be shrewd and capable, and he knows that Yang Huiru seems to have good skills. Yang Huiru's answer to this is that she has learned karate from the Eastern Wa Kingdom. The style is clearly like a fighting technique, how can you use karate as a showy thing?

In the past, some suspicious points and traces on Yang Huiru's body were covered up by her with various reasons, but today when Yan Yue pointed out that Yang Huiru was an intelligence officer trained by a certain family, it made him suddenly realize that if If this explanation is followed, then all the doubts about Yang Huiru can be explained...

Seeing Yan Yanxi's silent appearance, Yan Xin became completely irritable, "Dad! You don't really believe Yan Yue's nonsense, do you? What kind of family dead man, what kind of intelligence gathering? She thought it was a movie What? You are so old, how can you still believe this kind of lie to deceive children? Her real purpose is to provoke the relationship between the two of you, do you understand it or not!"

Yan Yue, who was watching from the side, was overjoyed, shook her head sarcastically, and said with emotion, "Tsk tsk, Dad, Aunt Yang, the treasure you two carefully cultivated, unexpectedly cultivated such a... a frog at the bottom of the well? You two Ah, anyway, one is also the son-in-law of an aristocratic family, and the other is a dead man of the family, so it stands to reason that she should be instilled with some common sense about the family, how come she doesn't even know what a dead man is?"

"Who do you say is a frog at the bottom of a well?" Yan Xin glared at Yan Yue angrily, her face full of indignation.

Yan Yue shrugged, "Is it you who is talking about, can't even understand this? Yan Xin, this time, I am the older sister, and I will teach you for the last time. In this world, there are many things that you deny, but It doesn't exist... just like a family dead man, you think it doesn't exist, but the real example is that your mother is a dead man from another family."

"You slander my mother so much... What evidence do you have?" Yan Xin raised her chin.

Yan Yue laughed, and took off Yang Huiru's shoes, revealing her beautiful white left foot, and beckoned to the person behind her, a girl handed over a bottle of transparent liquid.

"Family dead soldiers usually use potion to mark a pattern on the most inconspicuous part of their body. Under normal circumstances, it is invisible to the naked eye. It can only be revealed with special potions..." While saying this, Yan Yue slowly poured the liquid onto the soles of Yang Huiru's feet.

Soon, a rose-red thorn flower slowly bloomed on the soles of the feet, which were as white as jade, with mysterious and complicated patterns.

Seeing this scene, Yan Yanxi's face instantly turned ashen!

If he had been able to convince himself in his heart that the things he suspected before were all just coincidences, then the scene before him, especially the red thorn flowers, had completely confirmed Yang Huiru's identity!
Yang Huiru, whose identity was revealed, lay there calmly, motionless, as if she had accepted all this completely...

"Hui Ru, you, are you really...a dead soldier from another family?" Yan Yanxi asked in disbelief with trembling lips.

Yang Huiru was gagged, unable to speak, lay there motionless, but did not shake her head in denial.

Yan Yanxi was stunned, and he stood there in a daze for a long time, almost instantly aging by more than ten years!
Struggling to get up from the carpet, I wanted to rush to Yang Huiru and ask her, why is this happening, why is she a dead man of a family, why is she using herself, why this family is only her mission needs in the end, and she has grown up Her daughter and the son who is about to be born in her womb are just tools for her to cheat her feelings and trust?

Yan Yanxi didn't even dare to imagine this matter: the encounter with Yang Huiru more than 20 years ago was full of calculation and use, there was never so-called love at first sight, no so-called infatuation, his love for Yang Huiru for so many years , It's just a big joke!

"Yang Huiru..." Yan Xi almost roared, his old face covered with blue and purple bruises showed uncontrollable rage and unwillingness, "For so many years, what have I done to make you my justifiable wife?" How much, and for you, killing your wife and abandoning your daughter, how much you have paid for you, tell me! Now... you are just using me... Are you worthy of me!"

Yan Yanxi really couldn't accept the fact that the woman he had devoted his whole life to did not love him at all, but was just using herself...

Kill your wife?
Yan Yue's complexion suddenly changed, and she walked closer step by step, "Dad... what did you say? Kill your wife?"

Yang Huiru's face was completely torn off, and Yan Yanxi was ready to die, so he didn't hide anymore, pointed at Yang Huiru and said angrily, "Yes! It's this woman who asks me to divorce every day. I dare not marry you because of your mother's status as a daughter of a family. Leaving her...you can only secretly drug her, your health is getting worse after giving birth to you, this woman is the culprit! It's their mother and daughter who killed your mother!"

Yan Yue covered her face with her hands, almost bursting into a heartbreaking laugh, tears dripping down her fingers, "It turns out...my mother didn't die of illness...it was you adulterers, In order to be able to get together in a legitimate way, in order to make this humble illegitimate daughter a legitimate Miss Yan, in order to make this unpredictable woman a decent Mrs. Yan... Yan Yanxi! You are so ruthless!"

After saying this, Yan Yue grabbed the kitchen knife brought from the coffee table, raised it high, and slashed viciously at the man who gave birth to her, raised her, and was called her father by her!

The cold blade flashed, Yan Yanxi screamed, and almost passed out...

A left leg seemed to be cut off, exposing the white bones and flesh inside, and the blood flowed on the carpet...

Seeing Yan Yue almost going crazy, Yan Yanxi finally realized that he was afraid, endured the severe pain, shrank his body and wanted to dodge backwards, "No! Xiaoyue! Xiaoyue, you can't kill me... I am your father! I am your own father...you are my daughter, you cannot kill your father, you cannot kill me..."

Yan Yue grinned, showing eerie and neat teeth, holding a bloody kitchen knife high in her hand, and said with a sinister smile, "My dearest father, don't worry, how could I do such a violating act of killing my father?" What about natural and ethical things? Don’t worry, my daughter will not kill you. After cutting off your limbs, I will put you back into the coffin alive and bury you in the ground... Oh, yes, this method is called living buried, right?"

(End of this chapter)